Friday, February 22, 2008

Alien-Baby Ate My Brain!

Through the miracle of modern technology, you can now see your baby, in utero, in three dimensions. Which is to say, you can see a teeny little baby with a teeny little face and teeny little hands all curled up and totally beyond fetal in his teeny adorableness while he is still tucked away deep inside your lady parts.

Also, however, you can see your own umbilical cord, pressing against his face like some sort of intra-uterine alien life form that might just develop a consciousness and a will of its own and creep out of your nether regions and strangle you in the night. Which, you know, is disturbing. No more disturbing that some of those pregnancy dreams that can sneak up on you, I suppose, but still (am I the only who has had nightmares about nursing mutant kittens? No? Never mind). Maybe there's too much information that comes with being able to get a three-dimensional glimpse inside one's own uterus.

That said: LOOK AT MY TEENY-WEENY WIDDLE SPROUT WITH HIS ITTY-BITTY LITTLE HAND AND HIS PRECIOUS LITTLE MOUTH OMG!

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I was going to write something about science today, for the PBN blog blast, about imagination and scientific thinking and the magic of looking at the world through learning-goggles, but then I got all distracted by the pictures of the baby oh my god the baby - and, also, by my persistent exhaustion and crankiness and general inability to craft a sentence that is built upon language more sophisticated than oh my god, like, you know? So. You should still totally go read the other posts, tho'.

Also? Are you going to be watching the Oscars Sunday night? Because there's going to be a super awesometastic snarkerrific open-thread Oscar party over at MamaPop, and I can't promise anything, but there might be popcorn and naked pillow-fights. I can promise that there will be Kegel-straining blather about the aliens on the red carpet. And, also, some drooling in the general direction of Jon Stewart. So. Join us? We're kicking it off at 7pm, EST.

Mutant kittens? No. But I did dream the Sea Monkey was taken out of me at 35 weeks to "see if he was a boy or a girl" and when I screamed for them to put him back in, they said they couldn't. So I tried to nurse him - only he immediately turned into a Ken doll. Ever tried to nurse a Ken doll? Not fun.

And I've had many nightmares while pregnant. In my last one, my husband was trying to convince me that we needed a second wife- to HELP WITH THE BABY. I woke up having a heart attack and was so thankful to see him sleeping there, only ever wanting one wife.

When I was pregnant with my son I had a crazy dream where I gave birth to my dog and then tried to nurse her all fawn-like with long legs and then thought, hey, she eats kibble, whew, so glad I don't have to breastfeed!!

Way-cool 3-d pic! That is so amazing. When they were taking the images, could you also see him moving in 3-d on the screen or is it just a picture by picture kind of thing? Why couldn't God build us with a little window like a port hole so we could peek in? I guess this is the next best thing to a 'womb with a view' ha ha ha.

oh yeah, John Stewart- so hot. I might actually watch this year just because of him. ;)

And I will OMG with you. a) It is freaking amazing that they can show you your baby in such startling detail while still baking. And b) I know all babies are born precious but when you take biology in high school and they give you the little fetus drawing in your text book, you kind of go through life thinking that babies just don't have facial features & cuteness much prior to arrival. And yet there your baby is, all perfect, with little round cheeks just begging to be kissed. (You don't know me though, so I will respect all commonly known social boundaries, I swear.) It freaking amazes me how perfect babies are though.